AFC Bournemouth is not the team I would have chosen to play in the cup. The last time Birmingham City played them in a FA Cup game, in January 2016, we lost. Continue reading
Tag Archives: Ryan Shotton
Who will be in the team?
I heard the news about David Cotterill before the game on Tuesday, that he had been given 24 hours’ notice to find a new club. That left me feeling that anything might happen. So when Ryan Shotton was taken off at half time, I found myself wondering if they had just sold him. Continue reading
Good game
I value football because it can aid social cohesion and help avoid a them‑and‑us mentality. As Adrian Chiles said on Saturday Live, football is one of the few places where a bin man and a QC might sit and talk together on an equal footing. It is also a wonderful distraction from everyday concerns. Continue reading
New season, new numbers
Pitch looking good at start of season
I’m getting ready to go to Birmingham City’s pre-season friendly against Roda JC this afternoon. There won’t be many new players to see because our two summer signings, Ryan Shotton and Robert Tesche, have both played for us before. But I haven’t seen Jack Storer play and am not sure I’d recognise Josh Cogley though I saw him play in the Senior Cup Final so it seemed like a good time to update my list of players and squad numbers. I’m looking forward to seeing the squad in action.
Edit: Note that I left Koby Arthur off the list that I uploaded this morning but corrected the list this evening. Sorry Koby!
Demolition and rebuilding
Everywhere I look, there’s someone doing a demolition job. Iceland demolished England last week; this week members of the Conservative and Labour parties seem to be trying to demolish their own parties. And Birmingham is demolishing chunks of its city centre once again. Continue reading
Too good to be true
I have supported Birmingham City through many ups and downs and my psyche has the scars to prove it. I started celebrating Toral’s wonder goal against Ipswich about a minute after everybody else at St Andrew’s because my brain was telling me it was too good to be true. It’s a defence mechanism I suppose, to stop getting my hopes up too much. Continue reading